Secret Desire ~ YokRay

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"Now we are alone," Yok smiled at Ray and made a move toward him.

"But why?" Ray asked in confusion, still processing that Yok basically kicked Boston out of his home.

"I wanted to be alone with you, because there is something I want to find out," Yok's voice was husky, deeper than Ray had heard him ever talk. Yok pulled Ray closer, smiled at him and laid a hand on the other's cheeks, before slightly bending down. He looked in Ray's face to make sure he had his consent. Ray closed his eyes and shortly after he felt Yok's soft lips on his own. It was a soft and insecure kiss, but both of them immediately felt butterflies in their stomachs.

Their heartbeat increased as they began to move their lips, the kiss turning from a soft one to a more demanding kiss, deeper, hotter.

Yok lifted Ray, who slung his legs around the others' hips, up. Slowly Yok carried Ray to the couch, where he carefully placed the rich guy underneath him.

Ray looked in the other's eyes above him. He would've never dared to dream that something like that could ever happen to him. The other just looked beautiful with the light blush on his nose and the messy dark hair. Yok slowly bent down to Ray, till their lips met. It was a chaotic kiss at first, messy and uncoordinated until they found a common rhythm. Their lips fit perfectly together, like two pieces of a puzzle which finally found each other.

"We are so fucked if someone finds out," Yok said in a croaky voice, breathless already.

"As long as you are the one fucking me first, I'm okay with that," teased Ray, making the other gulp hard, not expecting the cheekiness of the rich boy. He liked this blunt, straightforward side to Ray, and if he was honest it really turned him on. Soon their lips were crushing against the others again, leaving little space between their bodies, as Yok tried to hold himself up with his left arm, his right hand slipping under Ray's loose fitted shirt.

The bodyguard broke the kiss, to kiss down Ray's jaw, down to his neck and collarbones. "Your shirt is in the way, take it off," Yok demanded with a breathless voice, raspy from the excitement he felt all over his body. Ray sat up slightly as he took off his shirt, baring his toned torso, hoping the other would like what he saw. Yok devoutly ran his fingertips over the other's muscles. Ray closed his eyes, enjoying the touches with which the other spoiled him. Yok began to spread gentle kisses on Ray's soft skin, over his collarbones, his pecs, down to the hips. Here and there Yok left some red spots, love marks, which stood out beautifully against the soft skin of the other. Yok liked the thought of marking Ray, making it official that the beautiful man was his, and his alone, the thought alone turned him on.

Soon the last piece of clothing fell with a soft rustle to the floor , skin touched skin, fingers, arms and legs were intertwined as if the two men had become one person, one whole. The air around them was heated, just like their bodies, through which a wave of pleasure flowed, made their feelings bubble and clouded their thoughts. Only the other one counted for them. In this moment, all their problems, fears and the situation in which they were, were forgotten.

They rode this high together, brown eyes lost in those of the other, the cheeks red, the hair a wild chaos. And yet they felt as if the other was the most beautiful thing they had ever seen in their lives. It was a feeling as if they were destined to meet, their bodies perfectly matched, knowing exactly what to do to elicit the sweetest sounds from the other. Sweet nothings were exchanged between them, as the one on top spoiled his partner with his length.

They chased their climax together, breathless, cloudy minds. They saw stars, could hardly stand this tension anymore, before an explosion like they had never experienced before spread in their middles. Like a golden wave, the heat flowed through their entire bodies, setting their hair on end and making their hearts beat so fast they were afraid it would explode.